"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."
[ Left in Rincewind's office is an extremely glittered gift bag containing the following: two tickets to a jazz concert with a note that she would like to go with him, and an album containing erotic photos of Harley cooking potatoes. ]
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